The Almighty paradox

Once there was a being, and then all of us
he was almighty, or so the forefathers told us
for all the miracles he was responsible,
for the tragedies he was all but available

We starved, we fought and we lost
all he was at the time was a ghost
maybe thats why ghosts are scary
because it reminds us of a fairy

We survived, we settled and we got peace
but then it was all because of him
how can an almighty
be nothing but greedy

When questioned how the miracles were performed
they got murdered, they got silenced
because the greatest vice was
asking to repeat it twice.

Variants of this almighty, have mentioned a place called heaven
Its white, its pristine, its everything you imagined
and so the beings of this heavenly earth, you, me and us
wait to die to reach this never seen place
so we can enjoy after death, when we could have done that on earth

We pray half our live, we worry the other half
just so we get an audience
with almighty, the holy boy
Or rather the thief of joy.